The man seemed to make a plan in his head, thinking about it. Then he warned Casimir to stay back a bit. However, just as Casimir moved back, he heard the man apologise for how he initially treated him. He gave his name - Boo. What an odd name. Casimir turned his head, smiling. He didn't want to give his real name though, because that name belonged to the Ethaefal. The Charoda deserved a different name. One to keep them separate, because they were. "I'm Yasul," he said, making a name up from the top of his head. It sounded nice though, so he kept it, "Sorry for capsizing your canoe. I just wanted to help the fish. I didn't realise you would help me." With a shrug, he quickly disappeared into the shadows under the boats.
He watched from below, the shape of the canoe Boo was in drift towards the others, then pick up speed, water trailing behind it. He smashed against the canoe, tearing it into two. Someone moved to help the fisherman, Casimir glad he wasn't hurt. This whole thing was getting too violent for him, so he decided to try his own method. Rising up from the depths, he made himself easily visible, yet still deep enough so it would be hard to see his human shape.
He heard someone shout and point at him, and began to swim away, away from the huge fish and towards the city, moving through the water as fast as he could. Hopefully, if it all worked, the fishermen would decide that he was worth chasing too and follow him, leaving the large fish to swim away to safety. Of course, that put him in danger, and would only work if all the fishermen decided to go for him instead, but once he got a good enough distance away, he would check.
Stopping mid stroke, he flipped to his back, trying to see which canoes had followed him. Was Boo on of them? Or had he rammed more? Casimir couldn't tell.
He watched from below, the shape of the canoe Boo was in drift towards the others, then pick up speed, water trailing behind it. He smashed against the canoe, tearing it into two. Someone moved to help the fisherman, Casimir glad he wasn't hurt. This whole thing was getting too violent for him, so he decided to try his own method. Rising up from the depths, he made himself easily visible, yet still deep enough so it would be hard to see his human shape.
He heard someone shout and point at him, and began to swim away, away from the huge fish and towards the city, moving through the water as fast as he could. Hopefully, if it all worked, the fishermen would decide that he was worth chasing too and follow him, leaving the large fish to swim away to safety. Of course, that put him in danger, and would only work if all the fishermen decided to go for him instead, but once he got a good enough distance away, he would check.
Stopping mid stroke, he flipped to his back, trying to see which canoes had followed him. Was Boo on of them? Or had he rammed more? Casimir couldn't tell.